The firebird 7. A magnificent craft, with a glowing orange plumage. on the front there was a large bay, where smaller chunks of space-rock could be brought for processing. Behind that, a long section dedicated to storage, and behind that an array of powerful plasma engines. Most of the crew areas covered the surface of the bay, with the captains chair taking pride of place above it.

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Pari Liosa Arwa and Sirius

The massive orange vessel loomed above the surface of the planet, her new paint shining in the bright Martian sun. Arwa looked up, then turned her head to the floating security drone, Sirius, that was her new partner.

She mulled over in her head. Was she really gonna do this? what else was she going to do if she didn't? Pay off her debts? Return to Greshem Corp after the botched mission and tell them about how she lost their ship, and what she had to do to get back?

she shook her head. No. there's a chance for profits here. I'll take it. Gonna be interesting... haven't worked with a bot in a while...might be fun to try and switch some wires around in its head...give it some ..."upgrades"

Smiling, she moved towards the departure bay, silently agreeing with Sirius.

The pair make their way to the departure bay, following the group of people. Upon arriving there, they find a queue of people forming. They join the queue between a massive ogryn, carrying an equally large plasma cannon, and a grey haired human male, who, judging from his uniform, was a somewhat higher rank than them.

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Poon Dongmei

The woman who had told her where to go had already moved on to the next person - she seemed busy. She did, however, manage to find a young man, who apparently was also working in the officers kitchen, named Mark Kitchener. He had been on the previous firebird vessel, but refused to speak of the journey. He was, however, willing to point out the captain to you, as he was walking into the ship, surrounded by two hulking bodyguards, covered in metal plate. He didn